Decided to post this after I got out the shower, the last post and this 1 were already done beforehand but double posting seemed annoying and this was more convenient
Decided to try going for the new ULB look instead of clinging to legacy, I'd say it looks pretty good, with the tendrils n all
Favorite LB song and why?
love this question so much
anyhow, its tsc (the slaughter continues)
why? because it embodies lb. allow me to explain
while I may love the static and concept of phase 3, that's not exactly "last breath", right? more so "im tweaking out and you're about to fucking die because of it"
tsc has the best music, but it's close between aee. I just like it more, though. it's subjective
anyhow, sc represents that sans is on his last legs to beat you. not just him powering up- its him literally dying as he serves out an asswooping that made merg cry. and yet he's determined to do it. not some bullshit dt injection or newfound hope, he's straight up just pissed. and that's why its so fascinating, because it still feels plausible. it's grounded, literally just sans surviving then finally going "fuck it we ball" and dunking your ass harder than papyrus' head
Darkness chants from above, heads of light come down upon me; bursting agony reigns in flesh- and I feel it.
A noose of survival hangs from sky, and so I follow.
boiling substance writhes beneath dorsals; waiting- watching them, and I feel sorry. So, so sorry.
My figure curves downward, thighs buckling as posture accommodates.
Ungodly light pulsates inward- it harnesses me. Energy swells along my spine.
Teeth clatter as one jaw splits into 2.
If i die
Phantom scorching rises up my throat as it travels, purple light turns to black-
In this world
I'm vomiting- gurgling up this substance that I dont know; I can't breathe, I can't move I can't I can't I can't-
Who will know
It billows out my mouth, vapor pouring from every tear it can possibly find.
Something of me
A hint of a spark claws at the back of my throat; the blackness flows more intensive now, covering everything below me. Good.
I am lost
I can't see?- Something just covered my eyes. Maybe it's the blackness?..no. It's too thick, even for that. Too..organic. too..moving.
No one knows
I hear a soft [click] in my jaw.
There's no trace
Unyielding heat escapes me, flesh rendered dead as pure pain guzzles out my jaw like air.
Of my yearning
Grey is replaced by yellow- then orange, then nothing. Gone, reduced to marks below.
If I die
Heat softens into a line-
But I must
Hallowed light beams from my already healed jaw.
In this world
My head tides upward, the sky is almost comfort in face of..me.
Carry on
The purple streak glides across black with my vision, before it hurdles the tiniest flash of orange.
Who will know
My neck wrings down once again, jaw closing in what feels like relief.
Nothing worse
A leg stomps into the ground, as the very tremor of my back turns to light- just like my mouth.
Something of me
Utter shame echoes from my hind, stray lines connecting with something up there.
Can befall
It stops. And maybe I think it's over. But it never is.
I am lost
My maw opens again- renewed vigor in it's cause. Why?
All my tears
The small ones structures tumble and collapse infront of me, cracks of orange appearing across them as my light crosses their path.
No one knows
My head lulls upward, and my light slides across the air.
All my fears
The small ones many structures go before me, even far out of my sight.
There's no trace
The strength of heat fills my vision once more, as all of their creations bleed orange. Because of me.
Tell my heart
My light is gone- replaced by the searing heat again. My throat aches, but not as bad as before.
Of my yearning
Destruction stops, as my mouth fills with air. Finality is what I could call this. Or maybe self-pity.
there's a hole
I walk from my own mistakes. Everything feels so..tiring now. So..so tiring..
Finally finished this. I know this is poorly written, I know its way too long after I published the poll, and I know its dissapointingly short. Sorry, ig. Be excited for md x mg part..4 or something? forgot, anyway yeah be excited for that I suppose (idk don't get ur hopes that high up)
have this absolute fucking train wreck of a drawing
i messed up the shading SEVERELY but couldn’t be bothered to reshade the entire thing so i salvaged it as best as i could
i promise on my life to do way better next post
ok considering I've done jackshit and just got the burst of motivation; im gonna go write on the shin goji fic I said I would, if anyones confused I'm referring to this. might as well give a little schedule thingy whatever
1. shin godzilla atomic breath scene fic
2. md x mv (mg) p4
3. mg fics
these r all in order of priority
your time is limited
The multiverse thinks fanon versions are canon. So they're in for a huge surprise when Killer isn't a hyperactive dumbass and Horror isn't a giant, mellow bear.
be me
finds cool post
"oh cool"
checks blog
flashbanged with the might of pastel power
saw this and wanted to redraw it